"all I can say is, that I think she ought to separate from him."
"I can't say that," said Mrs Sprague. "She took him for better or worse, you know."
"But 'worse' can never mean finding out that your husband is fit for Newgate," said Mrs Hackbutt. "Fancy living with such a man! I should expect to be poisoned."
"Yes, I think myself it is an encouragement to crime if such men are to be taken care of and waited on by good wives," said Mrs Tom Toller.
"And a good wife poor Harriet has been," said Mrs Plymdale. "She thinks her husband the first of men. It's true he has never denied her anything."
"Well, we shall see what she will do," said Mrs Hackbutt. "I suppose she knows nothing yet, poor creature. I do hope and trust I shall not see her, for I should be frightened to death lest I should say anything about her husband. Do you think any hint has reached her?"
"I should hardly think so," said Mrs Tom Toller. "We hear that he is ill, and has never stirred out of the house since the meeting on Thursday; but she was with her girls at church yesterday, and they had new Tuscan bonnets. Her own had a feather in it. I have never